Mizuki: IIIII"""""MMMMM BBBBBBAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKK!
Logan: WHY?! WHY DID YOU ALL REVIEW?! IF YOU HADN'T, I'D BE FREEEEEEE!
Mizuki: SHUT IT! THE FUNNY FARM IS SCARY!
Rouge: There's been a lot of yelling between the two of you.
Mizuki: That's because I'm still angry over the whole "one fanfic for the GREATEST manga in the world" thing.
Logan: So that means you can take it out on me?
Mizuki: Yes, now do the disclaimer.
Logan: No. You don't own me, my story or any stories other than this one. Including Twilight.
Everyone: Pft.
Logan: what?
Rouge: You do realize that you just did the disclaimer without her having to yell at you, right?
Logan: . . . $&%
Mizuki: WATCH IT! This is strictly T rated!

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Wittny's POV

I flew as fast as I could, until even their thoughts were merely whispers. My mind wondered as I flew to the mountain top nearby. Why did I blow up like that? I usually keep a calm, cool head, but I just . . . lost it. The shock of seeing them so soon was a bit too much. I kept a good look at Edward's mind though. He knew I was listening, so he was begging me to stop, to listen to them, and to simply come back. His was the one voice that never edged up. I could tell that he was running after me.

We ran for three days, neither of us letting up. I flew as fast as I could, for as long as I could, not wanting to look back, but then I hit a storm. I fought back as hard as I could, but my wings became wet, and I began to fall. I fell hard and fast. The rain hit my face, freezing and painful. My eyes were filled with the cold rain causing them to tear up to the point where I couldn't see anything. I put my hands over my head, as if it would save me from the pain of impact. Seconds away from hitting the ground, I felt two iron strong arms wrap themselves around me.

"Don't you dare give up that easy," he yelled at me, "If you're as strong as you say you are, then you can take this!" I looked up to his face as he ran into a nearby cave.

He set me down and looked at me. We stood there, a silence hanging over us so heavy I was about to die. I could tell that he wasn't about to speak, so I did it for him. "Why?" I asked, my voice echoing off the walls. "Why leave me alone like that, yet still leave the letter? I don't understand; I don't . . ." I trailed off as I began to cry, "I wanted you there. Every time I fought and was sure I was going to die, I called out your name. Every time I was afraid, I wished that you were there, but you never came!"

Now, my crying was uncontrollable to the point where I couldn't even fight him off as he held me. I cried into his shirt like a little kid. I soaked his shirt even more than the rain had as we sat down onto the ground. "Shh," he whispered into my ear, "I'm here now. I'm here, you're safe, and I'll never leave again." I looked at him in a threatening way. If he was faking this so that I would go back to the house, I was going to have to kill him. Did he have any idea how much I'd missed him, how much I loved him? "I do," he said, my mind having let down its barrier to him and him alone. "I've seen the whole past that I've missed out on, and I see that I have very much to atone for," he got down on one knee like a man proposing, " I'm begging you: let me explain. If you don't believe me, I won't stop you from leaving." When he saw that I was about to make a break for it anyways, he decided to hit me where it hurts, "Please, Wittny," he said, using those unfair smoldering eyes of his, "Just listen to me." I made an effort to show that he had my attention.

"Alice had a vision," he said, his voice careful and slow, as if he was afraid that I would fall to pieces if he said the wrong words, "She said she saw it, you becoming a mutant. She said that it was because we almost . . . well, you know. It caused you to go insane. You couldn't control your powers so we had to . . ." he trailed off as his sadness overtook him, "I couldn't stand the idea of having to hurt you like that, so we left. I ran like the coward I am and I made my family fallow. I'm scum. I'm miserable, unworthy, pompous, egotistical, and I don't deserve to be anywhere near you."

I was taken back by his words. Wait, he left me to protect me. "Then why," I asked, "Why did you fallow me? Why are you here if you don't deserve to be near me?" I feared the answer more than I did his leaving me again. Did he do it out of pity, did he do it out of responsibility, or, could it be, did he do it out of love?

"I'm here," he said looking me in the eye and holding me there as he'd often one when I was human, "Because, along with being all those things, I am weak." And, with that, his lips were pressed against mine.

I savored in the delight of him touching me, of him being there, of him truly loving me. We went all the way that night, and stayed in the cave for another day so we could catch up. I stayed calm most of the time, only becoming angry when he told me of Tanya's continues attempts at seducing him. I would have to kill her for that later, but it didn't matter now. He listened to me sing, and I told him stories of my life in the manor. I told him about how Gambit was a pervert and laughed as he growled in annoyance. But, most of all, we held each other. We held each other tightly, never wanting to let go.

We went back to the manor after sunset the next day. Edward ran with me in his arms due to the fact that neither of us wanted to let go of the other. When we got there, Logan was at the back door to greet us. "You break her heart again and I'll break you in half." With that, he walked back in to announce our return. Jack was the fist one outside, having used his wings to beat even the vampires.

Jack tackled me and clung to me like a spider monkey. "You're back!" he screamed as he buried his face into my chest. "Where've you been? I thought Benson had taken you!" He went on and on like that until he had to take a breath.

"Easy," I said before he could go crazy again, "I had stuff I needed to do. You know how I am. I can't believe you thought I wasn't coming back. You know me better than that!" As I spoke, I set him down and ruffled his hair. I turned to look at everyone. I looked at them all and thought, 'something's still missing.' I couldn't tell what it was.

"It's your memories," Professor said, speaking up for the first time since we'd entered the house, "You'll need to try and remember everything before you can do anything. It may be the key to defeating Benson." I nodded my head. "But, there's a problem." I looked worried and gripped onto Edward's hand, "If you and Logan are to regain your memories, the two of you will have to do this yourself. No one else may help."
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Mizuki: DONE
Edward: Thank you for forgiving me.
Mizuki: don't push it.
Edward: Yes 'mam
Mizuki: Good. I'm going to have a poll to see if I should continue this story or end it here.
Everyone: WHAT! YOU CAN'T LEAVE IT LIKE THIS!
Mizuki: NOT! Come on, you think I would leave it on a cliff-hanger like this?
Everyone: YES!
Mizuki: Y-Y-You're MMMMMMEEEEEAAAANNNNNN! WWWWHHHHHHAAAAAAA!!!!! T^T
Rouge: R&R so she'll stop crying.
Everyone: PLEASE! WE'RE DROWNING HERE!